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I'm tougher than any tool, and 

better than any machine, I'm 

not some gun carrying fool, I'm 

a United States Marine. I won't 

bend and I won't break, I'm here 

until the end, whatever it takes. 

 

 

All I need are my friends and my 

gun, 'cause I'm gonna be here till 

my cause is done. I don't do it for 

the glory, I don't do it for the pay, 

I do it so the ones I love can live 

free another day. 

 

 

I'm the first one in and the last one 

out, I'm reliant on my friends, trusting 

without doubt. Now I'm out here on 

my own, remembering the ones I left 

at home. I could be a mother or a 

daughter, a father or a son, for all 

you know I could be anyone. 

 

 

I'm not like the rest, I won't go down 

clutching my chest, I'm a marine, the 

best of the best. I'm out here now, with 

my comrades, remembering our loved 

ones, and the memories had. 

 

 

I'm walking tonight through a desert, or 

a swamp, I won't complain and I won't 

whine, but I'm still wondering how you take 

for granted all your free time. I protect your 

right to protest in the street, only to watch 

how you stand against me. 

 

 

I risk my life, so you can live yours, and you 

call me a murderer, and then a hero when it's 

my body that hits the floor. All the places I've 

been, and all the things I've seen, make me 

proud to say I'm a marine. 

 

 

You may not like me, for what I stand you may 

disagree, yet I'll give my life for you, and you 

don't even support me. I feel no sorrow, and no 

shame, only anger, for my loved ones pain. I'm 

willing and ready to open the door, knowing I 

may end up dead on the floor. 

 

 

But I'm not afraid to die, all that means is I 

gave my life. And though my body may be 

dead and gone, through the gates of heaven. 

my soul lives on.
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